Failed to escape the tribulation and returned to Earth to attend college

After taking Duan Dongliu to the Treasure Pavilion, Chen Xun sorted out the collected storage rings.

Including the collections of more than thirty elders and Ji Wuya's collection, there are a total of thirty or forty rings, which contain all kinds of skills, pills, magic weapons, and sharp weapons.

He looked around casually, took out all the precious skills and elixirs, and put them inside the treasure pavilion.

For Chen Xun, these are all low-level garbage. All he needs are unused materials, such as medicinal materials, formation eyes, bones and teeth of spiritual beasts, etc.

"You use these things to develop the sect, and I will write you two more prescriptions. You go and grab the medicine to temper your body."

Chen Xun said, taking the paper, ink, pen and inkstone and started writing.

"Yes! Senior...are you leaving?"

Duan Dongliu asked reluctantly.

"Yes, what am I doing here?"

"Then, how can this junior contact you?"

"There is no need to contact me, just practice hard. When your life is approaching, I will return to the Heavenly Sword Sect. Whether you can overcome the tribulation golden elixir by then depends on your luck."

Chen Xun wrote quickly without raising his head.

"But... the Heavenly Sword Formation has been destroyed. If another sect attacks, how can we defend it?"

Duan Dongliu was a little at a loss.

"Oh, you have to know that whether this sect survives or is destroyed has nothing to do with me, and I don't care. Whether you can sustain it or not depends entirely on you."

Chen Xun said with a calm face, "If there are no enemies until you grow up, then you are lucky; if there is a strong enemy attacking tomorrow, then you are unlucky. It's such a simple reason."

Duan Dongliu was stunned. Should the survival of a sect be left to the vague luck?

But looking at Chen Xun's expression, it didn't seem like he was joking.

Somehow, he seemed to have some realization.

The emergence of this world, the emergence of Tiandaomen, including the emergence of Duan Dongliu, are all luck to a certain extent.

Since appearance is accidental and death is inevitable, why bother with its long or short existence?

"Senior, I understand. Duan will do his best to live until the day he sees you again!"

Duan Dongliu bowed and cupped his fists.

"Take the prescription. But with your current strength, you can protect yourself. No one in this world can do anything to you."

Chen Xun wrote the prescription and handed the paper out.

The Human Emperor who has realized the innate sword intention, Duan Dongliu is now one of the top beings in the world.

Excluding Jiaolong, the most powerful person in the world that Chen Xun had ever seen with his own eyes was the female pope in red from Tsarist Russia, but even that woman might not have been Duan Dongliu's opponent in her prime.

"Thank you, senior, for the prescription. Senior, you... are so complimentary!"

Duan Dongliu's face turned red and he felt a little guilty.

He didn't dare to respond to Chen Xun's compliments because he really... couldn't fight!

After successfully establishing the foundation, he meditated for one hundred and twenty years holding the sword. He never learned a single move of the sword, only the surging sword intention accompanied him. At this moment, he looked like a young man full of flesh and blood. , but in a fight, you can only use bastard punches...

Duan Dongliu made up his mind to develop a set of self-made sword techniques in the future, starting from dismantling the thirty-six styles of the Heavenly Sword. He must not embarrass his seniors!

Chen Xun had no time to care about what he was thinking. He just waved his palm in the air and the space hidden on the fourth floor of the Treasure Pavilion was torn apart in an instant!

Lying on a solemn white jade platform is the sect's most precious treasure - the handle of the Sea-Converting Divine Sword!

The object is completely black, with a hint of the deep blue of the sea upon closer inspection. Its material cannot be seen, but it is obviously not a product of nature. The traces of the weapon on it are ingenious!

Chen Xun looked at it quietly, seemingly penetrating infinite time and space, staring at each of its owners.

Suddenly, the flash of swords, the bloody wind, mixed with the dust of history, come towards us!

The sword intent of Duan Dongliu next to him boiled automatically, and he defended hastily. But even so, the leaked trace of power still knocked him away, and blood spurted out of his mouth, spreading all over the floor!

"Humph!"

Chen Xun's face hardened and he groaned!

The monstrous power disappeared instantly, and the chilling atmosphere in the room disappeared completely. The handle of the knife still lay quietly, as if everything just now had nothing to do with it.

‘So strong. ’

Chen Xun sighed inwardly.

This was just a hilt, but it forced him to use the power of his divine transformation stage to fight!

What if it was allowed to form a complete sea-overturning sword?

Or if you have gathered sixteen pieces of treasure, what kind of power will that be?

It was only at this moment that Chen Xun was finally convinced that the legendary Apocalypse was real.

That person's power may be beyond his imagination...

While he was thinking, Duan Dongliu, who had fallen to the ground, seemed to be attracted by an unknown force. He stood up unsteadily and walked straight towards the torn space. He actually wanted to pick up the hilt of the knife!

Chen Xun grabbed him.

"Don't you want to die? The energy of annihilation in the broken space will kill you at the first touch of the Nascent Soul!"

"Um?!"

Duan Dongliu woke up with a start, "...Senior, what's wrong with me? I felt like the handle of the knife was calling me, and I walked over without control of my body."

"It's just the resonance of the sword's intention. Even the sword's intention left on the handle must be much higher than yours to attract you."

Chen Xun explained calmly.

The sword intention in his body was also echoing the ancient call, but his soul power was far beyond Duan Dongliu's, so he was able to control himself.

"It's so dangerous. No wonder we need to open up another space to store this thing."

Duan Dongliu quickly healed his injuries.

"Stand away."

Chen Xun said to him, then raised his hand and sucked the handle of the knife over.

Fortunately, apart from the initial burst of power, nothing else went wrong.

The handle of the knife was held firmly in his hand.

Only at this moment did Chen Xun clearly perceive what this was.

The main material is the finger bones of a real dragon. This ancient dragon should be more than 300,000 years old. Even though its soul has been completely destroyed, the terrifying power left on its bones is still chilling.

The nine dragons that Chen Xun slaughtered before could only be regarded as innocent children in front of this dragon ancestor.

At this moment, Chen Xun's true body's Nine Dragons Climbing Heaven Technique was attracted by the remaining dragon breath, and started to operate involuntarily. The look that penetrated time and space appeared again!

Vaguely, a dragon roar echoed around.

The auxiliary material is a kind of metal, which is not a material that should exist in this world. It is as if the particles have been disrupted and rearranged by the divine power of some existence. It is indestructible!

Chen Xun tried to squeeze it with the Divine Transformation Realm, but it didn't leave even a trace of mark. However, Duan Dongliu in the distance was shocked by the trace of his breath that leaked out, causing blood to flow from his orifices.

These several materials were fused together by the extremely mysterious weapon refining technique, and they became completely natural.

Chen Xun asked himself, this kind of technique is unique even if it is placed in that plane, and even he dare not say that he is better than him.

This is truly "made in heaven"!